The brain is, of course, of the same sex as the rest of the
creature; besides, the original feminine nature, the whole of our
training and education, our inevitable ignorance of common life and
general human nature, and the various experience of existence, from
which we are debarred with the most sedulous care, is insuperably
against it. Perhaps some of the manly, wicked Queens Semiramis,
Cleopatra, could have written plays; but they lived their tragedies
instead of writing them.
_Saturday, August 6th._--After breakfast our excellent architect
came to fetch us for our expedition to the breakwater. My father
complained of being dreadfully bilious, a bad preparation for the
purpose. I wanted to stay at home with him, or at all events to put
off the party for an hour or two; but he would not hear of either
plan. So as soon as I was ready we set off. We walked first to the
M----s', and then proceeded in a body to the shore, where a
Government boat was waiting for us; and what a cargo we were, to be
sure! My father, certainly no feather; our worthy friend, who must
weigh eighteen stone, if a pound; Mr.
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